GI-108 Rock Hard
Rock Hard
Gay Incest
(Same as GI-202 and FIN-017)
GI-108
Anonymous
$3.95
Foreword
I couldn’t believe that this was happening to me. I mean to be busted for one lousy joint in 1981, it didn’t seem possible, but I guess the New Orleans police run a little low on patience during the Mardi Gras season.
Anyway there I was, in the goddamn clinker for the night, at least, and no damn way to get in touch with my buddy to bail me out.
They threw me into a cell with the real scum of the earth. Now, I’m no social register type myself, but I’m clean and cool and I mind my own business. Not these dudes that I was in with, they were real low lifers, you know, the types who get themselves thrown into jail on purpose because it’s warm and the food is free.
But I was still mighty shocked when, after lights out, a pack of them started walking down towards my bed, which was way down at the end of the long cell, the furthest bunk away from the hallway and the guards.
They came down in a pack of about ten of them, with this one huge dude leading the way. I had seen him in the cell earlier and there was no doubt that he was a leader, I mean the cat had charisma.
He was way over six feet tall and he was this sweet cafe-au-lait color with green eyes. There are a lot of mixed blood beauties down in New Orleans, on account of the place’s fascinating history.
So they all walk down to my bunk and surround it and I can tell right off that a game of charades is not what they’re there for.
“We want your pussy,” the leader says in this voice that would melt the Polar ice cap.
I just turned and faced the wall. Out of sight, out of mind was my reasoning, I guess. I knew that I didn’t have a chance.
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